"I am certainly not one of those who need to be prodded…"

Rock for Darfur

Posted in society by stuart sia on March 5, 2009

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esperanza spalding

Posted in art by stuart sia on February 9, 2009

I came across Esperanza Spalding about a month ago, videosurfing on YouTube. She’s a jazz bassist and a faculty member at the Berklee College of Music in Boston and I think I’m in love. A heads up to anyone who appreciates good music: she’s performing in Los Angeles on the 24th of February. I, unfortunately, will be unable to attend for reasons unbeknownst to my girlfriend and, therefore, secret at the moment. I’m, nevertheless, excited, but believe me, I was broken-hearted when this unhappy coincidence was brought to my attention. Anyway, I am hoping I can live vicariously through any of you who have the good fortune to witness this genius on stage. You  won’t regret it.


Some of my favorites that you may want to listen for: Cuerpo y Alma (Body and Soul), Fall In, The Peacocks, Mompouana, and Cantora de Yala.


You will fall in love. I guarantee it.

the duck

Posted in art by stuart sia on October 15, 2008

O Pato by Karrin Allyson

O pato,

The duck was dancing by the water, quack, quack, quack.

The rhythm made him think he oughta, quack, quack.

He was dancin’ to the samba, the samba, the samba.


O gooso,

The goose was gaily swimmin’ by, honk, honk, honk.

He thought he’d give the dance a try, honk, honk.

The bossa nova had him dancin’, the new thing, the new swing.


A lovely swan swam by in all her majesty, then she loosened up

“Coo chi-coo chi-coo,” said that swan.

She joined the duck and goose and did the samba too.

You shoulda seen the kinda samba she could do.

They did the samba so long, they all fell right in the water

While they were singin’ away, quack, quack, quack, quack

Quack, quack, quack, quack

Quack, quack, quack, quack.

O pato.